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Poem October 9, 1948 Issue

THE SUNDAY SCHOOL

Ray Cox Flint

Let me enter this bright room
With a joy not of my own,
Let the words of teaching be
Flowing, Lord, direct from Thee.

Let me listen with my heart
As Thy wisdom doth impart
To the tender youthful thought
Treasured Science, newly sought.

Ray Cox Flint

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